Today was a nice day. I got a lot of housework done, baked a shepherd's pie for lunch, and talked to a friend from Michigan. His wife died recently, and I was worried about him. Out of the blue, I received a card from him, and a picture he had taken of yellow ladyslippers (we've only seen pink before. Reading his letter, he's had a very rough time of it, but, like me, he's discovered the healing peace of long periods spent tramping about the woods with your eyes wide open. I immediately called him on the phone and spent a pleasant hour visiting while continuing to clean. (Remember the 'olden days' when you had to stay in one place to talk to the phone?)
We went to Johnsonburg this afternoon. Tim's brother waited a long time to marry, but he found a wonderful woman and got married when he was forty. Today, I watched little Brady get baptized, a strapping boy with big feet and big hands. Dawn looks tired (but far better than the last time we saw her), but she has a glow about her. I gave her a hug and told her the same thing that I had told Norm the night before: Dawn looks like a woman who's had every dream she's ever had come true. She still looks that way. Norm held the baby so carefully, and I loved that he could not stop looking at him. By the end of it all, I decided that Norm also looked like a man who's had every dream he ever had come true. A new family. I was teary eyed with happiness for all of us.
Leaving that ceremony, I saw, one street over, a bride and groom posing for pictures on the front steps of one of the historic buildings. They looked pretty happy too. Two different ceremonies, two rites of passages, life changes. Unaccountably, I found myself getting teary eyed all over again. Life really is beautiful, isn't it?
Today's symptom seems to be pain in the hands and feet. I got carsick in the one hour ride to Johnsonburg and got carsick on the one hour ride back. I am starting to think that I will never sleep again. I am exhausted, actually sick with it, but it is 2:18. I have not yet fallen asleep. I guess the only bright spot that I can think of for that is that, at least, I'm not having bizarre dreams.